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Nov 2018
Tourniquets and razor blades, and in the end Jesus saves
but charlatans make faith look like charades as they perform in cheap parades,
did it have to be this way?

Did you carry my cross for me?
Did you bend on ****** knee?

Or was it all just for show, because you had nowhere else to go,
so you became a crucifistar.
Jester
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Jester  Verona
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